I love my friends.
I really, really do.
There goes my day, and possibly my week. Not mad or anything, just… disappointed.
Whoop dee doo
Today, about half hour after waking up, my boyfriend comes to my house without warning. Me and my sister go to his place, but before we stopped at Winn-Dixie. My sandal broke. >:( So I walked back to the car and stayed there. Then we went to his house and played Little Big Planet teh whole time. His mom made this great pasta, mm. Then my mom picked me up, and, well, here I am. Oh, and...
What's-his-face: "today, i went to an atheist parade, and burned crucifixes and took a diarrhea dump all over a bible" would become, i dunno, reading to the blind or something.
Hurr: "Today, I hung out with friends. I wanted to donate to the poor and feed the homeless, but my friends thought it inappropiate. Boy, what friends I have"
Hurr: "Oh, and I saved a puppy."
What's-his-face: "and threw an atheist under a bus."
Hurr: "but then I felt bad, and carried him myself to the hospital, and preached."
( 1:27 A.M. ) What a little feller like you doing in a place like this? Natalie’s the name. You better remember it, bub. I’m badass. Haha, not quite. I’m cool, but quite the opposite of a daredevil or anything remotely similar. (laughs) Well, I’m here blogging ‘bout my day, iight? So, I chilled at the local mall with my best friends, an acquaintance, and a...